《The Meek Shall Inherit the Earth》歌詞:by Joost van den Vondel H.E.R.R. mp3歌詞

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Chorus of Angels:


Who is it on His Throne, high-seated,

So deep in boundless realms of light,

Whose measure, space nor time hath meted,

Nor e’en eternity; whose might,

Supportless, yet itself maintaineth,

Floating on pinions of repose;

Who, in His mightiness ordaineth

What round and in Him changeless flows

And what revolves and what is driven

Around Him, centre of His plan;

The sun of suns, the spirit-leaven

of space; the soul of all we can

Conceive, and of the unconceivèd;

The heart, the life, the fount, the sea,

And source of all things here perceivèd,

That from Him spring, that His decree

Omnipotent and Mercy flowing

And Wisdom from naught did evoke,

Ere this full-crownèd palace glowing,

The Heaven of Heavens, the darkness broke?

Where o’er our eyes our wings extending

To veil His dazzling Majesty,

‘Mid harmonies to Him ascending,

We fall before Him tremblingly

And kneel, confused, in awe together.

Who is it? Name, or picture then

His Being with a Seraph’s feather.

Or is’t beyond your tongue and ken?


‘Tis God: Being infinite, eternal,

Of everything that being has.

Forgive us, O! Thou Power supernal,

By all that is and ever was

Ne’er fully praised, ne’er to be spoken;

Forgive us, nor incensed depart,

Since no imagining, tongue nor token

Can Thee proclaim. Thou wert, Thou art

Fore’er the same. All Angel praising

And knowledge is but faint and tame.

‘Tis but foul sacrilege, their phrasing;

For each bears his peculiar name

Save Thee. And who can by declaring

Reveal Thy name? And who make known

Thine oracles? Who is so daring?

He who Thou art Thou art alone.

Save Thee none knows Thy power transcendent.

Who grasps Thy full divinity?

Who dares to face Thy Throne resplendent,

The fierce glow of eternity?

To whom the light of light revealèd?

What’s hid behind Thy sacred veil,

From us Thy Mercy hath concealèd.

Such bliss transcends the narrow pale

Of our weak might. Our life is waning;

But Thine, Lord, shall know endless days.

Our being in Thine finds its sustaining!

Exalt the Godhead! Sing His praise!


Holy! holy! once more holy!

Three times holy! Honor God!

Without Him is nothing holy!

Holy is His mighty nod!

Strong in mystery He reigneth!

His commands our tongues compel

To proclaim what He ordaineth,

What the faithful Gabriel

With his trumpet came expounding.

Praise of man to God redounding!

All that pleaseth God is well.

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